Kane's Mate(34)
“Shit!”
Faith sliced the tail off, pushing the woman out of the way. The minions turned to attack. Faith arched up on her toes, coming down, slicing wings then heads, knowing she had little time with the human woman’s injures. She decided to help her boys. Running, jumping on the demon they fought, she cut the tail off. She didn’t hesitate this time as she climbed up and wrapped her hands around his neck, slicing it off. She jumped off, bracing for the fall, and grabbed the woman, running after the major and the other two screaming women he was dragging to the car.
Faith scanned the area for Rane and Blake. Her heart fell when she saw ten minions, four demons, and six dead demons scattered about. She knew they couldn’t last much longer, as they looked barely able to stand with their broken bones, cuts, and bruises. Their werewolf healing couldn’t keep up with all the demons and their attacks. Usually it was one demon to two werewolves, so they were greatly outnumbered. She debated what to do and sighed in relief when Jamie joined in.
Devlin came over to her with Stacy in his arms and placed the woman at her feet. “Guard her for a minute. Yell if you need help,” Devlin said as he ran over to help the fight.
She nodded and knelt down to help Stacy and to check the woman she had saved.
The women cried, “Is she dead? Please, she can’t be. Wake up, Stacy!”
Faith ignored the women, focusing on their surroundings. Dead demons and minions were scattered everywhere. She had never seen so many, other than in her Armageddon visions. Fuck, they really wanted these women. She grabbed the phone from her vest to call Jack.
“We need major clean up here, Jack. They sent a lot more then I saw in my vision. Get here quick, I don’t know how much longer Rane and Blake will last. They’re in bad shape.” She gave their coordinates and hung up.
Jamie came over to her. He grabbed his phone, took a picture of her, then picked up Stacy. “Get the girls to the hospital. We’re taking Stacy and Lexie back to base. Kane will see to them. The major will help you out.”
She nodded, then frowned. “Jamie, you didn’t just take a picture of me, did you?”
He shrugged then grinned. “What? You look so hot right now. This is going on my wall.”
She couldn’t help it, she laughed as she grabbed the woman, dragging her to the car the major had started. Faith pushed her in the car, angry with the woman’s silliness in going after her friend alone.
“Drive, major. She’s losing a lot of blood from the cut on the cheek and other places. I know the other women aren’t in much better condition either.”
They drove to the hospital in silence.
* * * *
Half an hour and Kane was out of there. He had pulled a double shift, well almost a triple. He couldn’t wait to get home to his princess just to breathe her scent in and hold her close. He sighed and looked up to find his friend Dr. Jerome Stark.
“Are you deliberately ignoring your pager?”
He glanced down at his flashing pager. “Sorry, long day. Do you know what this is about?”
His friend smiled. “Yeah, our wet dream just walked in.”
Kane chuckled. “You paged me to tell me this!”
Jerome shook his head as they headed for the emergency. “Four twenty-somethings just come in with a Major Samuel Black. Three of the four women are injured with what looks like bite marks with flesh missing, cuts, and bruises. The fourth woman is the one I want. She doesn’t seem to be injured.”
Kane started to feel uneasy. As they got closer to the emergency room his wolf began growling as his friend continued.
“She’s wearing black boots, tight black leather pants, a pink vest, and I’m not joking, buddy, she looks like a leather-clad Lara Croft but her breasts are bigger and her ponytail is almost to her backside.”
Kane was walking so fast now that his colleague almost had to run to keep up with him.
“They’re in room ten as it’s the biggest. Kane, you can look after any of the others, but my fantasy woman is mine to check. Those brown eyes...”
Kane could already smell her over the disinfectant hospital smell. He bit his tongue to control his growl as he entered the room. Jerome headed toward Faith. Kane growled, shoving him against the wall. Jerome’s eyes rounded and he looked at him with a shocked expression.
“Consider this a warming, Jerome. Friend or not, stay away from my wife.”
He let go of him and stepped back, turning his head when he heard Faith speak. “Oh shit, I’m in trouble.”
He glanced around the room. Three women were lying on beds, and his mate was sitting on the one in the corner, a man standing beside her…Major Black, he assumed. Kane ignored everyone else, going straight to Faith, knowing he was being unprofessional but not caring.